Using a book broth base, adding the savory of whimsical observation, and stirring well.
Friday, June 10, 2011
today's count
Not a single blossom left in the crabapple grove. I look forward to seeing the little green apples appear. A single magpie at the tip of a pine tree. And the grass scented mist of the sprinklers.
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